But what if the medium is the message?

Imagine you're a bookish paleface wandering through the stained and musty halls of Western civilization, sick to death of the endless tales of bloody conquests, heinous Churchman, and the ominous march of abstract and manipulative reason. Just when you're ready to cash in you chips and join the barbarians and bodhisattvas at the gate, you stumble across some moldering side door, thick with sigils and glyphs and glints of otherworldly light. The door opens unbeckoned, and you stumble past animated...

“Messages from beyond” are forms of information, and information is a trickster

Imagine you're a bookish paleface wandering through the stained and musty halls of Western civilization, sick to death of the endless tales of bloody conquests, heinous Churchman, and the ominous march of abstract and manipulative reason. Just when you're ready to cash in you chips and join the barbarians and bodhisattvas at the gate, you stumble across some moldering side door, thick with sigils and glyphs and glints of otherworldly light. The door opens unbeckoned, and you stumble past animated...

Terminal. What other journey, you might ask, begins at the end?

Imagine you're a bookish paleface wandering through the stained and musty halls of Western civilization, sick to death of the endless tales of bloody conquests, heinous Churchman, and the ominous march of abstract and manipulative reason. Just when you're ready to cash in you chips and join the barbarians and bodhisattvas at the gate, you stumble across some moldering side door, thick with sigils and glyphs and glints of otherworldly light. The door opens unbeckoned, and you stumble past animated...

It is too close, too far-out, its sacred transmissions too muddled with the scandalous grit of its concrete historical unfoldment

Imagine you're a bookish paleface wandering through the stained and musty halls of Western civilization, sick to death of the endless tales of bloody conquests, heinous Churchman, and the ominous march of abstract and manipulative reason. Just when you're ready to cash in you chips and join the barbarians and bodhisattvas at the gate, you stumble across some moldering side door, thick with sigils and glyphs and glints of otherworldly light. The door opens unbeckoned, and you stumble past animated...

There is a difference between psychedelic experiences and psychedelic people

Imagine you're a bookish paleface wandering through the stained and musty halls of Western civilization, sick to death of the endless tales of bloody conquests, heinous Churchman, and the ominous march of abstract and manipulative reason. Just when you're ready to cash in you chips and join the barbarians and bodhisattvas at the gate, you stumble across some moldering side door, thick with sigils and glyphs and glints of otherworldly light. The door opens unbeckoned, and you stumble past animated...